Frankie Ch 01 Doorbell Camera

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This story depicts Restraints, initial non-consent and Anal sex, if this not to your liking, please visit some of my other submissions, otherwise I hope you enjoy.

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Charles loved a gadget, and his new doorbell camera was his latest. He had it because of the number of parcels he and his wife Tiffany ordered, and it was also an excellent security measure. He loved spooking people as they delivered fliers to his door and had spotted at least one person casing the house access until he made them virtually jump out of their skin. Charles is in in his mid-forties and Tiffany a couple of years younger. He was absolutely crazy about his wife who had creamy mocha skin compared to his own much darker skin tone. She looked stunning whatever she was wearing but what Charles particularly loved was when her kinkier side came out to play.

He checked his phone regularly to see what was going on in the street while he was at the office. One joy was having the footage backed up in the cloud so he could fast forward when he was bored on a phone call. One day last week he saw his female neighbour welcome a visitor, a male visitor, into her home. Frankie, an affectionate alternative to her real name of Francis, and her husband Darren's house sat side on to Charles and Tiffany's in their cul-de-sac with just one other house between them but set back which afforded a direct view of their front door. Charles fast forwarded the footage and spotted Frankie escorting the visitor to their door. He slowed the play back to normal speed and what really piqued his interest was when Frankie, dressed in just a dressing gown, looked either side before giving her male visitor a lingering kiss at the door.

He played the footage back a couple of times before rewinding it further to notice the time stamp when the male visitor arrived: Two hours he had been there. In the meantime, Frankie must have undressed as she was wearing her dressing gown when the unknown bloke left. Perhaps she had been getting a massage but then the visitor had not arrived with one of those fold out tables that Charles assumed they all carried, the opposite in fact as he had no bag at all. Maybe Frankie had her own table and oils; or maybe she was playing away and did her husband Darren have a clue.

After a bit more thought Charles could come up with a half dozen excuses for Frankie being in her dressing gown but they all seemed very implausible compared to the cheating theory. He had two weeks' worth of data retained in the cloud and so later that evening Charles was scrolling through the previous footage and noticed the same visitor at the same time and the same day the week previous. Again, he arrived at the door and as Frankie held the door open for him, Charles noticed she was fully dressed whereas two hours later she was once again in her dressing gown. Charles downloaded the footage so that it didn't get overwritten and debated on how best to use the information he now had. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was still jumping to the wrong conclusion and so decided on obtaining more proof.

He arranged to be working from home the following week and through his phone he watched the same male visitor arrive at the expected time. Now Charles knew that Darren didn't bolt the side gate to his house and so once the visitor was permitted into the house, Charles slipped out of his front door and stealthily made his way through his neighbour's gate and made his way into the rear garden, listening out for where the homeowner and her guest were.

At first, he couldn't make out any activity as he crouched below the kitchen window. Just then he heard a faint giggle and looking up he could see that the window was open for the en-suite bathroom. This meant he was safe to stand upright as they had obviously moved upstairs. Charles couldn't hear what was being talked about but could make out the sound of giggling which progressed to a groan of approval. Within a few minutes he could distinctly hear the sound of a female encouraging her lover to 'lick her deeper', 'finger my pussy' and the tell-tale 'oh god I love the way you lick my pussy'. Thankfully Charles had the presence of mind to hold his phone aloft and use his voice recorder app to save the moaning and groaning for posterity.

Once he thought he had enough recorded Charles made his way back to his house and spliced the recording along with the footage he had of the visitors two previous visits. He especially liked the zoomed in footage of Frankie in her dressing gown as she kissed the visitor goodbye. The next step was to decide when to spring the trap. Within an hour of the visitor exiting the residence the first of Frankie's three children would be arriving from school, so today was out of the question and tomorrow was Saturday and so Charles decided to work from home on Monday to spring the trap then.

Around lunchtime Charles went and knocked on Frankie's door. She opened the door promptly and smiled at her neighbour as she greeted him with "Oh hello, not at work today? What can I do for you today?"

Charles smiled back her and held his phone screen up so that she could see the display as he said, "I wondered if you were interested in the footage my new doorbell camera picked up recently." The first part of the footage showed her visitor arriving both times followed by a voice recording which was quite clearly Frankie and then concluded by her seeing off the unknown male with kisses. The colour drained from the brunette's impish face as she stood there open mouthed, gapping like a goldfish. She reminded Charles of what he thought porn star Adria Rae would look like in 15 years' time.

The best she could muster was an "I... I..."

Charles smiled back at her and finished her sentence for her "You're doing the dirty on Darren? Yes, I guessed." Frankie looked from the phone to Charles and back to the phone which was frozen with an image of her in her dressing gown kissing her lover.

Her mouth was still gapping and the only sound she made was an elongated "Errrrrrr" before burying her head on her hands. Charles stepped over the threshold and Frankie meekly turned aside to allow him entry. He easily guided her into the nearby living room and waited for her to raise her head and ask, "What is it you want?"

Charles smiled menacingly knowing he held all the cards, "I'd have thought it were obvious. I want what laughing boy has been enjoying once a week.

The look of shock on Frankie's face was even more pronounced now "But... But... I can't..."

Charles was directly in her face "What? You can't cheat on Darren. I think it's a bit late for that."

With a pleading expression Frankie begged "No, it's not that. Oh god. No."

Charles shrugged and replied "Is it because I'm black, older than you? What?"

With a crimson face Frankie blurted out "You're my neighbour, you live right across the road."

Charles shrugged and replied "It just made things easier, less to travel. Now down on your knees or I'm emailing my little video to Darren.

With a heavy sigh Frankie sank to her knees in front of her neighbour, she couldn't think of anything better to forestall him. 'Both he and his wife had always been so nice, and this seemed so out of character' she thought to herself. The other thought coursing through her mind was this was probably not a onetime thing, until she could persuade him to delete it and any backups he had, it could be held over her head. Little did she know how freaky Charles and his wife got behind closed doors.

As she looked up at Charles's face he smiled down and said "Good girl" as he pulled the cord of his jog bottoms and then yanked the waist down to reveal his rapidly inflating cock.

Frankie looked down from Charles's face and raised her eyebrows once her sight was level with his cock. His cock was filling out rather nicely; it was far exceeding what her husband could produce for her and was a fraction longer than her lover, but it was actually it's girth that had Frankie thinking 'Maybe I can kick lover boy into touch if this is available so close to my doorstep.' Frankie wrapped her hand around its base and was pleasantly surprised that she couldn't make her fingers and thumb meet because of its girth. Without needing to be prompted by Charles she leant forward, extended her tongue and started to work it around the head before leaning further forward and engulfing as much as she could with her mouth. 'Yes, I will definitely enjoy this.'

Charles was in seventh heaven. Here was a young mum, a good fifteen years his junior, with pale white skin and dark brunette hair wrapping his dark, steel hard cock in her warm snug mouth while she was making little approving humming sounds at the same time as she bobbed her head backwards and forwards. Charles may have been in seventh heaven, but Frankie was in an even better place. She had forgotten that she was meant to be the reluctant participant pretty much as soon as her lips had enveloped the head of his cock. The sheer size was making her pussy leak onto her panties, and she was just delirious about what it looked like as she pulled her head back. Her saliva was making each ridge and muscle glisten; it fascinated her as she pulled her head back and her lips hugged every ridge. The warm flesh felt wonderful in her mouth and as his pre come started to leak from the tip, it tasted fabulous on her tongue.

Charles reached down and gently cradled the back of her head to encourage her to take more and more of his cock as she repeatedly dipped her head each time until it started to bash against the back of her throat. He was a little disappointed that she didn't take the tip into her throat; his wife did regularly but he assumed it was the first time Frankie had handled such a length and decided not to overdo things on their first time. Although he was half tempted to let her continue until he came in her mouth, Charles decided to reach under her arms to lift her up until she was standing.

Frankie looked a little confused as she wiped her mouth on the back of her hand. Charles stated "Don't worry. You'll have plenty of time to get to know my dick but what I need you to do now is strip and lay down on the sofa. I want a taste of that sweet pussy." Frankie made no attempt to protest, in fact knowing he wanted to go down on her was enough of an incentive to make her hurry. Her lover did a decent job of licking her, especially when compared to her husband who just flatly refused to do it unless he was after something at the time, and so she was curious to see how her neighbour would perform.

With her now sat down with her legs spread wide, Charles knelt down and nestled down between her legs. From the get-go Frankie knew it would be good as he took her clitoris between his lips and started to work the muscle repeatedly. He had her humping her hips up and down right from the start and when he worked the tip of his tongue along her labia, she just knew she had come across a master of his work. His tongue kept boring into her and then it worked its way up to her clit, circle her it and then work its way back down again. Her lover was good at this, but Charles was a genius with his mouth and he wrang two climaxes out of her before he let up from his task.

Without a moments pause, Charles raised himself up on his knees, positioned the head of his cock at the splayed entrance to her very damp pussy and pushed forward. He always loved how Tiffany's pussy enveloped his cock as he worked its way inside her but Frankie was unused to something with his girth and she managed to grip the sides of his dick with so much force it felt like she was trying to strangle him. The tightness certainly didn't stop her taking his entire cock inside her with three thrusts of her hips. She couldn't remember a previous occurrence when she was so determined to impale herself on a cock like she was now. As she took the last few inches into virgin territory her eyes popped open, and her mouth made a silent O as she finally got to feel their public hair mashing against the other.

Charles thankfully held still while her pussy adjusted itself around his cock and he thought back to an expression he had used in his youth about resizing pussies to his big cock and a woman struggling to feel another man after he had stretched her out. Frankie didn't care about anyone's cock other than Charles', the slight discomfort that there had been when he had bottomed out was replaced by a feeling of euphoria as the muscles deep inside her that she never knew existed were jumping with little electrical pulses and sending shocks deep inside her lower stomach.

The young white woman lifted her legs up and encircled Charles' waist to underline that she didn't intend him going anywhere anytime soon. His hip thrusts were gradually increasing in tempo, and she could tell from his face that he wasn't going to last too long. Frankie had no idea that it was the snugness of her pussy that was making his position untenable, Charles grabbed hold of her hips and gave a half dozen thrusts until he give one final deep one and bellowed as his seed was jetted deep inside her. Afterwards, Frankie contemplated that he didn't even ask permission if she minded that he came inside her pussy but almost immediately quashed that thought when she realised that was exactly what she wanted from him.

They didn't part for some minutes as Charles enjoyed the snugness of her silk purse wrapped around his gradually deflating cock and as he pulled back, his seed started to seep from her pussy to drip down onto the carpet, but Charles wasn't done just yet, he wanted to see how far he could push this yummy mummy while she was proving so amenable. He stood up grabbed the back of her head and pulled off the sofa so that she was knelt before him so he could feed his half hard cock into her mouth once more. She was immediately confronted with the fact that it was coated in their combined juices and yet she never missed a beat. Frankie tried to cram as much of his re-inflating cock into her mouth as she could as it swelled under her ministrations.

Charles was loving having the pretty mum act so submissively, it would play into his hands for what he had planned for her later. She was lovingly working it between her lips while alternating swirling her tongue along its length. The tall black man was stood naked over her, his hand at the back of her head guiding it to dip backwards and forwards although he half suspected she would continue her adoration with or without his urging. He let her feast on his cock for a good while, all the time she was showering it with suitable devotion.

Frankie was indeed showing the column of flesh the reverence she thought it deserved as her pussy was still buzzing and twitching from having him deep inside her not so long ago. She was equally thrilled when he pushed her head away from his crotch, spin her around so that she was knelt over the padded cushion of the sofa and then felt the sponging head of his dick pointed at her splayed pussy once more.

With a single hip thrust, he slowly and steadily buried himself balls deep in her snug satchel. He pulled back equally slowly enjoying the way each of her muscles gripped each ridge of his cock as though it were reluctant to let the fleshy invader escape. As he buried himself to the hilt once more, he grabbed the hair at the back of her head and pulled back slightly to pull her head back and then started to plough her pussy in anger. Frankie was groaning in approval each time he buried himself inside her, the volume subtly increased each time until she gave an anguished wail as her pussy clamped down around his cock.

Charles guessed rightly that she had just come once more. Either she was a very easy comer, or she was getting into the treatment he was dishing out. Whatever the reason he decided to really go to town, slinging his hips back and forth as quickly as he could. He shifted his left hand from her hip, licked his thumb and placed it against her little sphincter. She was so into their fucking that she pushed her rear end back as he pushed forward, and his thumb sank into her up to the second knuckle.

Frankie ducked her head down to the sofa cushion meaning Charles lost the grip on her hair as she groaned into the padded cushion. She knew she was hurtling towards another climax and within a few more thrusts of Charles cock she was coming again, less than five minutes since her last. When he felt her pussy clutch at him once more Charles was determined to enjoy his next climax as he held his cock deep inside her and came deep inside her for the second time that day.

Charles pulled back and disengaged both his thumb and his cock as he leant back on his haunches and admired the view in front of him. Frankie remained in place, knelt over the sofa cushion, as her pussy continued to twitch and send little electric shocks around her extremities. Charles had a front row seat to see his come slowly trickle out of her pussy and start its way down her inner thigh.

Eventually Frankie shifted and rolled over so that she was sat on the floor. Her face was still flushed but she was wearing a particularly contented grin as she leant her head back against the sofa cushion so that she was staring up at the ceiling. A sudden realisation made her look at the clock on the wall and shriek "The kids. I need to pick them up soon."

Charles chuckled as he stood and then started to get dressed again "Don't worry I'm out of here, you've wiped me out anyway. I'll be seeing you again same time next week and I strongly suggest you kick lover boy into touch as I'll be making sure you get plenty."

Frankie smiled back at him and replied "Oh baby after that workout he is toast. He doesn't even come close." Rather than kiss him at the doorway, Frankie pushed Charles against the front door and gave him a long passionate kiss that he wouldn't forget in a hurry. Once she bundled him out of the door, she dashed upstairs to grab a quick shower before heading out to pick the kids up from school.

For the first week Frankie was just about able to hold out until Charles' next visit but part way through the following week she ended up sending messages to him asking when he could next come around as she couldn't wait until the next weekly session. His cock just had a magical way of making her pussy quiver.

A month in and Charles introduced three new elements to their fun and games. First, he flourished a pair of padded handcuffs and after eating her pussy to her first climax Charles strapped a ball gag to her mouth as he had Frankie knelt by the sofa with her upper torso leant forward on the cushion with her hands bound behind her lower back. After feeding his dick into her hungry pussy he started his usual routine of working his thumb around her sphincter.

Frankie didn't realise but this time was different, his thumb worked in so much easier thanks to the application of some lube. After a couple of minutes, the thumb was joined by his index finger making her groan loudly at the extra insertion, but she was still pushing her hips back to meet his thrusts even when he started to splay his fingers apart and stretch the tight muscles so that they got used to an even bigger insertion.

Frankie was a little taken aback when he removed his cock from her pussy and tried to look behind her to see what was happening, but the way Charles pressed his hand between her shoulder blades she wasn't able to lift her head terribly high to see. Charles would have said that he had the perfect view. His stiff cock was glistening with Frankie's pussy juice and her sphincter looked similar thanks to the amount of lube that he had applied. Crouching slightly, he positioned the spongy head of his cock against her anus and pressed forward. Despite the earlier stretching, her butt was reluctant to open up any further, but Charles was pushing determinedly, and the muscles opened in response. Frankie's head shot up and she just about a garbled "What are you doing... " -- or as best she could with a ball gag in place -- and then gave a deep sigh as though her lungs had expelled every bit of air as he lodged the head of his cock just inside her.